My Arse – It’s Tatifilarious

In my post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’ I observed that whilst Derek Hatton’s buddy Tony Mulhearn felt confident in 2009 before open heart surgery at Liverpool Heart and Chest Hospital – aka Broadgreen Cardio-Thoracic Centre – because the actor Ricky Tomlinson went there for his heart surgery and survived the experience, Ricky Tomlinson would be OK in the hands of the Liverpool NHS even though it is a branch of the empire of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophiles’ friends because Ricky Tomlinson hadn’t spilt the pints of the paedophiles’ friends. Ricky Tomlinson however did spill the pints of a few other people, including Ted Heath’s Gov’t and ended up going to prison as a result. There is still a campaign fighting to clear the name of Ricky and Des Warren, who was convicted along with Ricky in 1973.

All I knew about Ricky Tomlinson was that he was involved in leftist politics and trade unionism in the 1970s, is famously associated with Liverpool and when he was in middle age became a very well-known actor. He was Bobby Grant in ‘Brookside’ and then he acquired a cult following in ‘The Royle Family’ for responding to many things with the words ‘my arse’. I vaguely knew about Ricky being imprisoned after the famous Shrewsbury flying pickets trial and that it was accepted by many that it had been a political gesture and that Ricky had been stitched up. The person whom I had always wondered about was Desmond Warren, the man who was imprisoned along with Ricky at the Shrewsbury trial – who fared very much worse than Ricky. Des Warren remained in prison for a lot longer than Ricky and his health was completely destroyed after he was forcibly drugged with anti-psychotics whilst he was in there. Des was not in a psychiatric unit but he was wrecked by the Top Doctors in the time-honoured way that the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles were. Des never regained any sort of quality of life, yet alone became a household name. So someone somewhere had a much bigger problem with Des Warren than they did with Ricky.

Then I discovered that in Nov 2010 Ricky Tomlinson had donated £1 million to the Alder Hey Children’s Hospital charity, the Alder Hey Family Trust. The Trust runs Ronald McDonald House, the accommodation which is provided for the families of the young patients at Alder Hey. The Alder Hey Family Trust was co-founded by Professor Robert Owen – a retired surgeon from Liverpool – who in 1988 played a central role in concealing the criminal activity of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales (see post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’) . Ricky’s donation was made public and there was much tweeting about Ricky’s kindness and a photoshoot of Ricky with the builders who were building the extension to Ronald McDonald House. Alder Hey needed £1.5 million for the extension, so Ricky pretty much bankrolled that.

Compassionate Ricky’s generous donation had actually been made in 2008, which was the year that Professor Robert Owen launched himself into another brave battle on behalf of the paedophiles’ friends. Edwina Hart, the then Health Minister in the Welsh Gov’t, had suggested that neurological patients from north Wales should be referred to south Wales for neurosurgery rather than to The Walton Centre in Liverpool. This followed the death of someone from north Wales whilst in the ‘care’ of The Walton Centre – someone who’s husband and close friend had spilt the pints of the paedophiles’ friends. I don’t know whether this death had any relevance to Edwina’s suggestion, but I do know that at the time Edwina was under attack from the paedophiles’ friends herself for daring to try and put a stop to their misconduct in the north Wales NHS. Professor Robert Owen appeared in the media leading the charge against Edwina, demanding the right of Dafydd’s mates the Top Doctors of Liverpool to eliminate anyone whom they deemed to be Enemies of the Paedophiles. For the full story see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’ The paedophiles’ friends’ battle with those who were desperately trying to bring a halt to their activities was still raging long after Ricky handed over the dosh and provided much-needed good PR for Robert Owen and his colleagues at Alder Hey.

In the late 1990s Alder Hey was embroiled in scandal when it was revealed that over a period of 12 years, the organs of children who had postmortems at Alder Hey had been unlawfully retained by the hospital. The bodies of thousands of stillborn and miscarried babies had also been retained. Thymus glands which had been removed during surgery had been flogged off to a pharmaceutical company for profit without patient’s knowledge (see post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’). Like the other hospitals in north Wales and the north west of England, in spite of all the cooing at photos of Angels cradling children, Alder Hey is very much part of the empire of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends. I knew a woman from Gwynedd who’s little boy was one of those who’s body parts turned up where they should not have after he died in the care of Alder Hey and she never really got over it. She was then labelled as bonkers by everyone who did not know what had happened.

Alder Hey is in the news once more at the moment because of the case of toddler Alfie Evans. Alfie is an Alder Hey patient who is seriously ill in a coma and his parents want to take him abroad for medical care. Alder Hey are resisting this – they want to withdraw Alfie’s life support – and a pitched battle is being fought in the courts accompanied by public protests regarding Alfie’s fate.

Ricky’s coughing up a one million donation for the charity founded by one of the paedophiles’ friends was not the only occasion in 2008 when Ricky provided the NHS with dosh and free PR. In that year, he also donated £200,000 as Patron of the Human Milk Bank of Cheshire and North Wales. This charity provides babies on Special Care Baby Units with milk from donor mothers.

In 2013, the Milk Bank celebrated its 10th anniversary and Ricky was on hand at the Countess of Chester Hospital to launch a promotional DVD and have his photo taken shaking a few hands. At that time, so many babies died unnecessary deaths at the Countess of Chester Hospital that there was eventually a police investigation and the obstetric and gynaecology services in north Wales were so dangerous and dysfunctional that they were placed in special measures and a Welsh Gov’t hit squad was sent in with the remit of ‘achieving normality’.

I thought that it was time that I found out a bit more about Ricky, so I purchased a copy of his 2003 book – entitled ‘Ricky’, rather than as might be expected, ‘My Arse’.

Ricky was born in Blackpool but spent his childhood and adolescence in Lance Street, Liverpool and after leaving school he went to Walton Technical College. Walton was the area of Liverpool which came to be run by Militant. In 1990 Michael Carr, the MP for Bootle who had fought Militant, did not survive a visit to Walton Hospital and two DPPs subsequently refused to investigate the obvious criminal negligence of the staff at Walton Hospital (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Walton Hospital subsequently closed down, but just as when the North Wales Hospital Denbigh was closed down the staff and their practices were simply relocated to other hospitals. The neurological unit The Walton Centre grew out of Walton Hospital…

As a young man Ricky Tomlinson was mates with John Rand from Toxteth and they were both Communists. Like many people at the time, Ricky abandoned communism as a result of the Hungarian Uprising in 1956. John Rand’s brother Jimmy became well-known in leftist politics.

Ricky showed an interest in acting whilst still young and he was active in the Bootle Drama Society.

As a young man Ricky developed very strong connections to north Wales, connections which became lifelong.

In 1961 Ricky began working at Brymbo steelworks near Wrexham. He began a relationship with a girl, Marlene, who lived on the Queen’s Park estate in Wrexham. In 1961 kids were being abused at Wrexham and monstrous things were happening at the North Wales Hospital – Gwynne was still lobotomising and awkward customers were being banged up without question, as were gays and women with pregnancies that inconvenienced other people. Bryn Estyn was still an approved school run by the Home Office and the boys there were abused. John Allen had not yet opened the Bryn Alyn Community, so the highly organised paedophile ring had not yet reached the dizzy heights that it achieved in the 1980s. There was however a highly classed society and people at the bottom of the heap did not do too well. The Queen’s Park estate was very disadvantaged and by the 1980s was providing Dafydd and the paedophiles with fresh meat. One of the victims of the paedophile gang with whom I made friends in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh was from Queen’s Park. Queen’s Park was renamed Caia Park after some quite spectacular riots on the estate – it had become notorious and people were refusing to live there.

In March 1962 Ricky and Marlene married. They lived in Liverpool but Marlene was very close to her family and returned to Wrexham every weekend to stay over at their place.

Ricky makes much of not being a well-educated man, but he is intelligent and has been involved in politics from a very young age – he won’t have missed what was happening in north Wales and he’ll have developed quite a sophisticated analysis of why he and his mates were being so short-changed by the world around them.

Ricky spent his spare time in clubs and pups in Liverpool, hanging out with big names in entertainment as well as people who would later become big names. People in entertainment mix with numerous different cohorts – Ricky put on a show for the Runcorn Police but also spent time in the Colombo Club which was frequented by gangsters.

Like a lot of politically active working class young men at the time, Ricky flirted with the NF and got as far as attending a few of their meetings, but left after concluding that some of the leaders were rather mad and dangerous.

Marlene didn’t settle in Liverpool and made it clear that she was unhappy. So in 1970 Ricky and Marlene moved to Wrexham – their son was born in Wrexham Maelor Hospital in 1970. Ricky worked for McAlpine.

The trouble began when Ricky became a member of the Wrexham Strike Action Committee and became an organiser of flying pickets in the 1972 building strike which involved the TGWU and UCATT unions. Ricky travelled around the region as a result of this – he attended meetings in pubs in Chester and at Oswestry Labour Club. By 1972 the paedophile ring operating in that area had begun to build up its business. John Allen established the Bryn Alyn Community in 1968 and in 1973 Bryn Estyn became a community children’s home managed by Clwyd County Council. It was in 1973 that Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth relocated to Bryn Estyn from the Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead – they were two key figures in the north Wales paedophile ring.

Before Arnold and Howarth arrived at Bryn Estyn there were indications that business practices which became characteristic of the paedophile gang were already happening.

In March 1973 the Bryn Estyn Headmaster Peter Burton, along with his wife and seven year old son, were killed in a road traffic accident near Crewe, Cheshire. The Deputy Headmaster of Bryn Estyn was also killed in the accident. Peter Burton had been appointed Head only the previous year. He was appointed after the previous Head, David Ursell, was suspended. Ursell was suspended in 1972 following an inquiry held in 1971 after a complaint was made concerning the way in which Ursell upheld discipline.

Following the death of Peter Burton, in May 1973 Matt Arnold was appointed Head of Bryn Estyn. He gave his old molesting buddy from Axwell Park Peter Howarth a job at Bryn Estyn in Nov 1973 . In 1974 Peter Morrison was elected as Tory MP for Chester – Morrison was one of those who in 1975 led the demands for Thatcher to be installed as Tory leader. By this time all the ingredients for the Great Cover-Up were in place and the paedophile gang had begun business proper…It all seemed to follow on from John Allen establishing the Bryn Alyn Community…

Ricky would not have had to have been directly involved with the care of young people to have known that something was wrong in the area in which he lived. He was acutely aware of matters like police and judicial corruption and he will have known about the terrible reputation of the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh. He might well have heard about the Tory MP for Chester molesting children as well. Ricky purchased a house at Coedpoeth – a village near Wrexham – to renovate. So Ricky was living in Paedophilia Central. Des Warren bought himself a cottage in Henllan. Henllan is a village about three miles away from the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh. The town of Denbigh was dominated by people who worked at the North Wales Hospital, but there were so many people employed there that there was an overspill who lived in the villages around Denbigh – one such village was Henllan. Some of Des’s neighbours will have definitely worked for Dafydd and the paedophiles. All of them will have known something about Dafydd and his institution – certainly that ending up in there as a patient was to be avoided at all costs.

As a result of organising flying pickets in the Shropshire area, Ricky and Des were charged with serious offences and stood trial at Shrewsbury Crown Court. Sir Robert Carr was Home Secretary at the time under Ted Heath. The DPP was Sir Norman Skelhorn QC whose time in office was notorious for miscarriages of justice, his admission that terrorist suspects in N Ireland had been tortured and his Freemasonry (see post ‘They Planned To Put Acid In All The Reservoirs…’)

The evidence against Ricky and Des was provided by West Mercia Police. West Mercia Police had longstanding connections with the North Wales Police and both were forces which colluded with organised child sexual abuse. The current news story involving allegations that hundreds of children in Telford over years were targeted by a sex trafficking gang yet the police failed to act on complaints suggests that all is still not well in West Mercia Police. Last year an officer from West Mercia Police killed himself in the Heddfan Unit – he was at the centre of a disciplinary charge.

Ricky’s solicitors were Casson and Casson, a Manchester firm – the two solicitors acting for him were Campbell Malone and Tony Casson. His barrister was Keith McHale QC. Other lawyers involved in the trial were David Turner Samuels, John Platts Mill, Marist Young and Philip Phillips.

The trial was at Shrewsbury Crown Court in Oct 1973. The Presiding Judge was Justice Mais, a Tory Gov’t appointment to the High Court in 1971. The prosecuting Counsel was Maurice Drake QC. In 1994 Maurice Drake was the Presiding judge at the libel case that former North Wales Police officer Gordon Anglesea brought after he was named in the media as someone who had molested kids in care in Wrexham (see posts ‘Yn Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd’ and ‘Yn Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd – A Few Additional Comments’). Anglesea won nearly £400k damages and a few weeks later Mark Humphreys – one of the young men who had given evidence against Anglesea – was found dead, hanging from the stairwell in the block of flats in which he lived in Wrexham. In 2016 Gordon Anglesea was convicted and imprisoned for historical sex offences against kids in care in Wrexham.

The Shrewsbury Two were supported by the SWP (Socialist Workers’ Party) and received sympathetic coverage in the ‘Morning Star’ and ‘Socialist Worker’. Ricky was sentenced to two years in prison, Des to three years.

After the Shrewsbury Two were imprisoned, the case went to appeal. Lord Chief Justice Widgery upheld the convictions for conspiracy and unlawful assembly but ruled that the convictions for affray could be appealed. Widgery was a man who was happy to accommodate the wishes of leading politicians – Widgery was still Lord Chief Justice when Jeremy Thorpe was charged with trying to have Norman Scott bumped off and he was happy to alter the date of Thorpe’s trial at a time which was convenient for Thorpe in terms of his campaigning in the forthcoming General Election.

Ricky served part of his sentence at HMP Sudbury, an open prison in Debyshire, which Ricky described as being full of white collar criminals including bent lawyers and corrupt public servants. Ricky observed that ‘the class system is alive and well, operating at an open prison near you’. He’s quite right as well – but don’t tell me that somewhere along the way Ricky didn’t find out what was happening to kids in care on his doorstep in north Wales and how many white collar criminals were building their careers on it. Ricky observed that his transfer to an open prison was approved after Labour won the General Election in Feb 1974, when Roy Jenkins was appointed Home Secretary. Roy Jenkins was a man who did many favours for the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I’).

Ricky was granted bail and released from prison on 3 June 1974. His wife Marlene had by then moved into rented accommodation at Plas Madoc whilst their cottage at Coedpoeth was being renovated. Plas Madoc is a big council estate just outside of Wrexham. It is somewhere else where the tenants would find themselves living under the yoke of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends if they dared transgress.

After his release from Sudbury, Ricky spent a few weekends at Des’s place in Henllan helping with the renovations.

In Oct 1974 Ricky’s case was heard. The charges of affray against him were quashed, but he was sent back to prison after being found guilty of conspiracy and his request for an appeal to the Lords was refused.

Protests of support for Ricky and Des were held in Liverpool, London and Manchester. Dennis Skinner asked questions about their case in the House. Skinner was an alumnus of Ruskin College, along with John Prescott. Matt Arnold had taught at Ruskin in the mid-1960s – Peter Howarth had been his student there. Prescott had been at Ruskin at the time as had Dennis Skinner. Ruskin has an active alumni association and the former students who became Labour MPs were loyal members (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’). The presence of Arnold and Howarth at Axwell Park and then from 1973 onwards at Bryn Estyn and their activities will not have been unknown among their old mates from Ruskin.

In 1975 Ricky was transferred to HMP Leicester. There was corruption in the criminal justice system in Leicester – the paedophile ring of which Frank Beck and Greville Janner were part pursued their activities unhindered for years, whilst the local authorities as well as the NHS and Leicester University colluded with them (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’). When Beck was imprisoned in Nov 1991 and the scale of his offending became clear, it was admitted that the police had been seriously negligent. Janner never was prosecuted although the CPS admitted that there had been sufficient evidence for charges and no-one was able to explain why he wasn’t charged.

One of the celebrity inmates in HMP Leicester was the bank robber John McVicar. McVicar had been one of sociologist Laurie Taylor’s high profile students whilst McVicar had been in prison at York. When McVicar was released from prison he was given a column in the ‘New Statesman’. I think that he remained friends with Laurie Taylor as well. The celebrity criminals of York were given the sort of opportunity by Laurie Taylor and his colleague Stan Cohen that no wrongly imprisoned paedophiles’ victim ever was. But then if Laurie had fought the cause of the victims of Dafydd et al, Laurie’s son Matthew Taylor would not have ended up as Blair’s advisor at No 10 years later…

The BBC commissioned a documentary on the Shrewsbury trial and Eric Heffer, the then MP for Liverpool Walton and Minister for State and Industry, called for an inquiry into into the case. That’s the Eric Heffer who visited Thatch for secret midnight tipples whilst she was PM and who, along with his wife Doris, was keeping a lid on the corruption of the Liverpool branch of the empire of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’).

Whilst reading Ricky’s book, I frequently caught the whiff of a rodent, but the rat that I smelt was the rat which is common to north Wales – the sort of rat that suggests that Ricky knew far, far more about Dafydd and the paedophiles and the web of corruption which emanated from them than he ever have admitted to anyone. However, after there was a stink kicked up in the media and in Parliament about the imprisonment of the Shrewsbury Two, a rat of huge proportions materialised.

According to Ricky, in the first half of 1975 he received a visit from some of those who’d been on the picket line with him and they begged him to give up his protest against prison rules for Des’s sake. Ricky and Des had demanded status as political prisoners and they had been doing various non-violent things to piss the prison authorities off. They had of course been on hunger strike, had refused to wear clothes and had refused to undertake work in prison. They were both put in solitary confinement. I know from what has happened to the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles known to me who were imprisoned that if prison officers want to get nasty with prisoners, they can get very nasty indeed. The culmination is to put someone in a shared cell with a total psychopath who has told the screws that he’ll kill any cell mate if he’s forced to share. This has resulted in the murder of an unconvicted remand prisoner with mental health problems in the UK prison system on at least one occasion – on the occasion known to me, Robert Bluglass Chaired the Inquiry which followed the murder, smeared the murdered man’s character and exonerated the institution involved.

Was Ricky battered to a pulp/refused medical care/forced to share a cell with someone dangerous/raped in the showers by Mr Big whilst being a pain in the butt to the prison authorities? No. The authorities seemed to have gone through the motions of not being too nice to Ricky – they didn’t provide him with a foot spa in his cell or anything – but Ricky did not endure half of what other people have told me happened to them in Risley Remand Centre or HMP Walton.

Des however was in a dreadful state. In response to his protest, Top Doctors at HMP Leicester were overdosing Des on a cocktail of drugs Denbigh-style and Des had developed Parkinsonian symptoms as a result. Des was given amitriptyline, perphenazine and nitrazepam. Des was barely able to walk. Such ‘side-effects’ are irreversible. Supporters of the Shrewsbury Two feared that Des was going to die within weeks, which is why they asked Ricky to call off his protest on the grounds that Des would never give up and let Ricky down, but if Ricky told him that he (Ricky) couldn’t bear it anymore and was giving up, Des would give up as well.

So Ricky ended his protest. Des didn’t. In fact Des was absolutely furious with Ricky, accused him of selling out and it was many, many years before Des even agreed to meet Ricky and speak to him. After Des was released from prison, he never really worked again, having been blacklisted by employers for his role in organising the strikes. As Des got older his health got very much worse and eventually he used a wheelchair. As Des lived in Henllan, just down the road from Dafydd et al, I doubt that Des received much in terms of domiciliary care. Des died in 2004, completely debilitated, aged only 66. Before he died Des threatened to sue the Home Office for the damage done to his health as a result of the drugs which had been forced upon him – a settlement of £3000 was made out of court by the Home Office. Des Warren’s family believe that the settlement was made to avoid public scrutiny of what had happened.

The TUC refused to support the Shrewsbury Two because they didn’t want to ‘rock the boat’ with Harold Wilson’s newly elected Gov’t. Amnesty International refused to adopt Des as a prisoner of conscience.

Des ended up serving all but four months of his three year sentence and was treated very harshly by the prison authorities throughout. Des was moved between prisons constantly at short notice and without his family being informed, making it damn near impossible for them to visit him.

Ricky however was released in July 1975 – in Ricky’s words the Home Office ‘was rushing him to freedom’.

I cannot understand why Ricky was treated so much less harshly than Des. They committed whatever crimes they were supposed to have committed together. They were both involved with far left groups and had seriously pissed Heath’s Gov’t off. They were charged simultaneously with the same offences and were tried by the same judge and jury in the same Court. I cannot find any indication anywhere of any argument that was used to suggest that Des had done anything to make the Home Office want to really shaft him.

I can think of only two possible explanations as to why Ricky was not dosed up by Top Docs and destroyed in the way that Des was. In the 1970s, the security services infiltrated trade unions and left groups. The security services are very good at ensuring that nothing TOO bad happens to their own. Er, Ricky – is there something that you haven’t told us?

The other explanation relates to the source of the serious criminality in north Wales at the time of the police investigation into and the subsequent jailing of the Shrewsbury Two. Des came from Broughton near Chester and was local to Chester/north Wales. Like Ricky, Des will have known something about Dafydd and the paedophiles. I am speculating that Des either knew something very damning indeed about that lot and, like those of us who were targeted just a few years later because we were witnesses, was shafted in an attempt to ensure that he could never speak with credibility about what he knew. Or that Ricky used his knowledge of what was going on to protect himself in the way that Des didn’t…

I am not at all surprised that Des received no support from Amnesty International. The Secretary-General of Amnesty Internation at that time was Martin Ennals. Not only did Amnesty not take on causes which would ruffle the feathers of the UK Gov’t but they had also been infiltrated by the security services (see post ‘Dogma And Disarray?’). Martin Ennals’s brother was David – later Lord – Ennals. In the late 1960s David Ennals had been a Home Office and DHSS Minister in Harold Wilson Gov’t, whilst those Depts had concealed the criminality of Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales. Ennals was a friend of Dafydd’s mate from the Maudsley Dr Jim Birley who was also colluding with and concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Furthermore at the time that people were trying to drum up support for Des, David Ennals was working for MIND leading a major campaign for them – Dafydd was involved with MIND and MIND were colluding with Dafydd and the paedophiles…(see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’).

The campaign to free Des continued after Ricky was released – Arthur Scargill and the SWP took part. Did anyone make public that the most dreadful scandal involving police, judicial and Ministerial corruption was taking place in north Wales/Cheshire where Des grew up and where he and his family lived? No. Surely if someone wanted to give the authorities a kick in the groin they could have pointed to what the Home Office had concealed for years whilst it ran Bryn Estyn and what the DHSS and Welsh Office were at the time concealing at Bryn Estyn. And of course what Dafydd and Gwynne were doing at Denbigh three miles down the road from Des’s family home.

At the 1975 TUC conference Mick McGahey called for a general strike to force the Gov’t to free Des. The TUC included all those unions who’s members and shop stewards were protecting the people who were abusing kids and psych patients in north Wales and elsewhere. The supporters of the Shrewsbury Two could not understand why most people in the union movement had abandoned them.

No-one ever succeeded in freeing Des before he had completed his stretch and his health was destroyed. No-one used the nuclear option of exposing Dafydd and the paedophiles and their links to people in high places and Des went the same way as so many kids in care or psych patients in north Wales who dared complain.

In 2002, Ricky received a phone call telling him that there was interest in a documentary about him because Gov’t files released under the 30 year rule revealed that MI5 had a file on Ricky. They’ve got one on me as well Ricky and I never got as far as organising flying pickets or pissing the capitalists of the construction industry off – I just refused to participate in a gropefest with a bunch of horrible old men who were running a sex trafficking ring and look what happened…

Although Ricky very successfully rebuilt his life after imprisonment, he maintained that he was still targeted because of his union activism. He was blacklisted by absolutely everyone in the building trade. The law also failed to work for him. At one point he owned a house in Wrexham and let it out. The tenants turned out to be really bad – they trashed the place, failed to pay rent and threatened him. Ricky occupied his own house in protest and the police arrested Ricky and his wife. This sort of thing is familiar to people who spilt the paedophiles’ pints in north Wales – I know three people who all had similar experiences and were threatened with arrest themselves by the police when they reported the crimes.

In Jan 1993 by which time Ricky was famous as an actor, he stood trial for trying to kill a former business partner, whom, Ricky maintains, attacked him. Ricky was found not guilty – Ricky then tried to recover the money owed to him by the man whom he was alleged to have tried to kill via the civil courts but that was not particularly successful.

People who have not encountered the likes of the paedophiles’ friends find it very difficult to believe that this sort of thing can happen. The near-universal response is ‘but you must have done something MORE than you’re telling us…’ No, spill the pints of certain people and you will find yourself arrested yourself should you report a crime against you, I absolutely believe Ricky on this. The stories becoming public of the teenagers who were targeted by the gangs in the sexual exploitation scandals in places like Rotherham, Rochdale and now Telford tell a similar tale. Teenagers who went to the police to report being raped or after threats were made to kill them and their families were arrested by the police themselves for trivial offences. For years in north Wales, we were saying of the likes of Dafydd, the Arfon Community Mental Health Team and some – but not all – of the Hergest Unit staff, ‘what do they actually have to do to us before someone investigates them?’ The harsh reality was that the colleagues of these people and their senior managers were beating, raping, buggering and trafficking children in care – everyone knew it and still no-one acted. They did what they wanted and were never held to account no matter how much evidence or how many witnesses there were.

Ricky was also prone to having people think the worst of him. After his marriage broke up he had a relationship with a girl in north Wales who was a lot younger than him – she was 17. He seemed to receive a lot of grief over this with people constantly implying that Ricky was some sort of molester. I don’t know Ricky Tomlinson, he might be a sexual predator – but it is equally as likely that he established a genuine relationship with someone a lot younger. Ricky was in this relationship whilst he lived in a region in which the local authorities wilfully ignored the en masse rape and abuse of kids as young as 11 in their ‘care’.

If it’s any consolation Ricky, my friend Brown found himself the constant source of rumours that he couldn’t be trusted with children and at one point a poisonous pen letter was sent to the senior managers of the university at which he works, stating that he was a ‘known paedophile’ who has ‘committed many offences’ but hasn’t been caught yet. So he’s not a known paedophile is he then Martin/Elfed/Dafydd??? (see post ‘A Nasty, Ludicrous Poison Pen Letter’). After this, a kindly person told me that they didn’t know how Brown and me were withstanding the crap that was being thrown at us by the paedophiles’ friends. Partly it was because the paedophiles’ friends are so utterly ridiculous. And of course having poison pen letters sent around about one provides a bit of light relief from the cars that are trying to run one over. Eee, you were lucky…I used to dream of having t’poison pen letter sent t’ boss…

Towards the end of Ricky’s book, Ricky provides a detailed account of a number of events that make it quite clear that certainly by the late 1990s Ricky knew exactly how shite and corrupt the NHS was, at least in north Wales. Ricky’s son Gareth developed serious mental health problems – he was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia – and Gareth was treated in the usual manner. He was sectioned, drugged and once out of hospital was visited by completely unhelpful people who seriously neglected him. At one point Gareth ran away to Liverpool – he was living in a unsuitable flat in Queen’s Park in Wrexham – ‘to escape the mental health services in Wrexham’. Ricky doesn’t enter into why Gareth was running away from these people or trying to avoid being drugged by them, but I suspect that Ricky knew damn well it was because they were aggressive, unhelpful and the drugs left Gareth unable to function normally. He will also have been running the risk of developing the same ‘side-effects’ as Des.

Gareth drifted around Liverpool, had a row with Ricky, threatened him with a knife and became so aggressive that Ricky remained in touch with the police whilst Gareth returned to Wrexham by train and asked the police to pick Gareth up for his own safety. Gareth returned to Wrexham but was not approached by anyone.

Ricky became increasingly concerned about Gareth’s welfare – who was very obviously unable to look after himself – and the neglect of those being paid to look after him but he got nowhere, despite visits to the police and the MP for Wrexham. At the time the MP for Wrexham will have been John Marek. None of the MPs in north Wales at that time would help psych patients or kids in care, so Ricky wouldn’t have had any more help had he visited any other politician, but John Marek was infamous. He has been a Labour MP, a Tory MP and at one point set up his own political party, consisting of himself. In none of this guises did he mention one word about the vicious sex trafficking gang whose victims were being found dead.

Ricky was trying to get help for Gareth whilst the Waterhouse Inquiry was underway. At the time, anyone who might have had brushes with the paedophiles’ friends and who could be a potential witness was left to kill themselves and a lot of people did. No-one was going to help Gareth no matter what happened.

What did happen was that Gareth was arrested and charged after telling the police that he had a bomb. The police knew Gareth, they had been ignoring him for months as he visited the police station with outlandish stories. They probably knew that he was highly unlikely to have been in possession of a bomb, but there are procedures tch tch so Gareth was met with an anti-terrorist squad. He was sectioned and ended up in Wrexham Maelor for 28 days. When he came out of hospital he was – surprise, surprise – reluctant to open his door to those who were ‘helping’ him.

I knew someone in Felinheli who tried to protect herself from the aggressive bastards of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team by refusing to open her door. So they called the police who broke the door down. My friend was evicted from the house as a result and was then yet another ‘homeless schizophrenic’ whose ‘chaotic lifestyle’ had led to her losing her tenancy.

Just before Christmas in 1999 Gareth ended up in trouble again. He developed the idea that Ricky was an imposter and was not his father. Gareth visited the births, marriages and deaths office at a time when it was highly unlikely to be open, state bureaucrats having the tendency to work office hours rather than throughout the night. Gareth smashed the door of the office and then headed for Liverpool. Wrexham and St Helen’s CID co-ordinated their activities and Gareth was arrested and charged with criminal damage. Gareth appeared at Mold Crown Court. He was remanded in custody and a hospital assessment and psych reports were ordered.

Down the road at Ewloe, Sir Ronnie Waterhouse and his stooges had just finished hearing evidence from people who had been kids in care in north Wales. Most of them were people whose lives had been wrecked by the people who were destroying Gareth’s life. They were aggressively cross-examined by lawyers such as Baroness Patricia Scotland who were representing the paedophile gang and were called liars. Some of them collapsed whilst giving evidence and some were unable to leave the building unaided such was their distress. Everybody who had worked with the paedophile gang was guaranteed immunity from prosecution if they agreed to give evidence – including those who had been accused of the most serious offences. Most of the kids who had been in care in north Wales – of those whom were still alive – didn’t know that the Inquiry was happening anyway, so not many former kids in care actually gave evidence. Neither could the Inquiry trace any of the former residents because at the beginning of the Inquiry the warehouse near Chester containing all the records from Bryn Alyn went up in flames and all the records were destroyed. The fire was so fierce that neighbouring houses were burnt to a cinder as well. The police maintained that the fire was not suspicious.

Whilst all this was happening, Prestwood Homes – a chain of ‘care homes’ for people with mental health problems and learning difficulties in north Wales which was very obviously a front for a people trafficking organisation – found that business was booming. Most of their patients were young women who been placed there by Liverpool Social Services or Ashworth Hospital in Liverpool (see post ‘A Convenient Arrangement With The Private Sector’). The homes were registered with Conwy County Council. MIND, the staff of Coleg Menai and the Hergest Unit knew that there had been complaints of abuse of residents at Prestwood Homes. No action was taken. I was threatened when I paid a visit to Conwy Conwy Council to raise concerns. One resident of Prestwood was told that if she didn’t co-operate with ‘therapy’ – the therapy being to watch porn films – she would be ‘taken back to Liverpool and left to die on an embankment’. She disappeared from Prestwood a few weeks later after telling some staff at MIND that she was being abused at Prestwood and was never seen again (see post ‘The Mentor’). No explanation regarding this young woman’s disappearance was ever demanded from Prestwood Homes Ltd by any authority.

Two other people who died during the Waterhouse Inquiry who were possible witnesses were Screaming Lord Sutch and John Tomiczek. Screaming Lord Sutch had shared Cynthia Payne’s house in Streatham which doubled up as a brothel. Among Cynthia’s clients were a number of Top Doctors from St George’s Hospital who were concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’). David Sutch was found hanging – it was presumed that he’d killed himself after a severe depressive illness. He was in the care of St George’s. John Tomiczek was the adopted son of Monty Python’s Graham Chapman. John was a teenager from Liverpool who had run away when he met Chapman and Chapman persuaded John’s father to let Chapman adopt him. Chapman told everyone that John was 17 – he was 13. Chapman was known to regularly pick up teenage boys for sex. It was observed that Chapman’s relationship with John was not exactly fatherly. Chapman was an alcoholic who let John drink as much as he wanted. Chapman died of cancer in 1989 and John died – still a young man – whilst the Waterhouse Inquiry was underway (see post ‘ Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’). Chapman made regular trips to north Wales because he was a keen climber. He was at one point interviewed by the police regarding his relationship with John but Chapman stressed to the police officer that he was a Top Doctor and the Plod got the message and left.

After watching Gareth encounter such difficulties, Ricky was distressed when his other son Clifton told Ricky that he had a drug problem. Despite Ricky’s socialist principles, he paid for Clifton to receive care in a private clinic in Harrogate. I can understand why Ricky did this – he wasn’t going to risk the health of another one of his children with the paedophile gang.

At about the same time, Ricky’s elderly frail mum ended up being admitted to the Royal Liverpool University Hospital. Whilst remembering to tell the readers that ‘the nurses and doctors had been marvellous and deserved to be called Angels’, Ricky mentioned that at one point there was a discussion about his mum being transferred to a ward where she had previously been treated. Ricky’s family became very upset and stated that ‘she’s not going back there’. Ricky doesn’t explain why not. Perhaps because the staff weren’t quite Angelic.

I can absolutely understand why Ricky wanted to protect the vulnerable members of his family from attack by the paedophiles’ friends and that he might therefore have not dared speak out because Gareth was in their clutches. But what Ricky should not have done was to give the bastards a million quid and a load of free publicity when someone was actually trying to challenge their reign of terror.

Ricky’s book mentions his many Liverpool showbiz links. He is critical of Cilla Black and Tarby for selling out and not supporting the Liverpool docks strike in 1995, particularly as Cilla’s father was a docker. Ricky commented on an irony that I had noticed – that Cilla who really loved Liverpool lived in a mansion in Buckinghamshire and very rarely visited Liverpool, except to be photographed. Ricky of course was particularly pissed off with Cilla and her husband/manager Bobby Willis because they were both high profile supporters of Thatcher. I’ll tell you something else as well Ricky – Cilla was a personal friend of Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain of St George’s Hospital Medical School. Chamberlain knew that his colleagues were concealing a paedophile ring and he presided over serious misconduct in his own Dept as well.

Ken Dodd was another Liverpool bred and based entertainer who supported Thatch, but Ricky seems to have forgiven him for that. Ken Dodd was a guest at Ricky’s wedding to his second wife.

In 1989, Dodd was charged with tax evasion. The subsequent trial – the prosecution case was led by Brian Leveson QC – produced several revelations. The Diddy Men, who had appeared in Dodd’s stage act, were often played by local children from stage schools and were never paid. Dodd was also revealed to have very little money in his bank account but he did have £336,000 in cash stashed in suitcases in his attic. When asked by the judge, ‘What does £100,000 in a suitcase feel like?’, Dodd replied, ‘The notes are very light, M’Lord.’ Dodd also said: ‘I am not mean, but I am nervous of money, nervous of having it, nervous of not having it’ and described money as ‘important only because I have nothing else’.

Dodd was represented by George Carman QC, who in court famously quipped, ‘Some accountants are comedians, but comedians are never accountants’. He described Dodd as ‘a fantasist stamped with lifelong eccentricities’. Yet the Court was told about wheelbarrows full of money being physically shifted around and notes from Dodd to his accountant joking about what the taxman didn’t know. Cash was stashed in cupboards, in wardrobes and under the stairs. Dodd also had nearly £1 million in bank accounts in the Isle of Man and Jersey.

The trial lasted three weeks and Dodd was acquitted. Dodd’s acquittal gobsmacked many people. The prisoners at Walton famously hung up a banner which read ‘Coming soon – Ken Dodd’ and someone in north Wales observed to me that ‘surely the only thing to be speculated upon was which prison and how many years’.

Despite the strain of the trial, Dodd immediately capitalised on his new-found notoriety with a successful season running from Easter to Christmas 1990 at the London Palladium. Some of Dodd’s subsequent material mocked the trial and tax in general. For a while, he introduced his act with the words, ‘Good evening, my name is Kenneth Arthur Dodd; singer, photographic playboy and failed accountant!’

What was never discussed at the time was the degree of corruption with which George Carman was involved – or Carman’s violence, gambling addiction, alcoholism and his close friendships with bent police officers, crooked lawyers and gangsters (see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’). Carman successfully defended people whom he knew were guilty, including people charged with sex offences against children. He was retained by Jimmy Savile, defended Jeremy Thorpe and was retained by Sir David Napley, solicitor for Greville Janner, because Napley expected Janner to be charged with child sex offences.

The identity of the Presiding judge at Dodd’s trial was barely remarked upon – it was Sir Ronald Waterhouse. It was reported that at the trial Dodd had Waterhouse in fits of laughter. A man with one hell of a sense of humour Ronnie Waterhouse. But then a lot of Liverpool judges – Dodd’s trial was held at Liverpool Crown Court – have a good sense of humour. One of them even issued a High Court injunction against me because another Hergest Unit patient told Dafydd to bend over whilst he stuck a hand-grenade up his bum and then to take a deep breath and wait for the hand-grenade to explode. Dafydd discussed this event in the High Court in Liverpool and used it as evidence that I was phenomenally dangerous and was planning to murder him. Presumably rectally.

Ronnie Waterhouse may have thought that Ken was a real laugh, but the Inland Revenue didn’t – they maintained that Dodd had been lying and cheating for at least 15 years and they estimated that he owed them £1 million. They also expected Dodd to attempt to flee the country before the trial.

Ken Dodd presented medical evidence from a helpful Top Doctor in an attempt to avoid standing trial but that ploy failed.

In the early 1950s, Dodd began a relationship with Anita Boutin; they were engaged at the time of her death from a brain tumour in 1977. Shortly after Anna’s death, Dodd began a 40 year relationship with Anne Jones, with lasted from 1978 until his death. They first met in 1961 when Jones appeared at the Manchester Opera House. On 9 March 2018, two days before his death, Dodd married Anne – this stopped her having to pay inheritance tax of more than £2 million.

Despite the enormous weight of evidence against him, the nation was very firmly on Dodd’s side when he stood trial for tax fraud. It was just considered entertainment and many people took their hats off to him for getting one over on the tax man. If Dodd’s 1989 trial could be considered to be a laugh, a later trial involving Dodd was definitely not – but this trial did not receive the media coverage which Dodd’s tax fraud trial did and there were a number of crucial things which were neither clarified or questioned which should have been.

Dodd’s wiki entry states that in Oct 2001, a stalker, Ruth Tagg, harassed Dodd and his partner Anne Jones by sending them threatening letters, a dead rat, appearing on the front row at almost all of his live shows during this time and also attempted to burn down their house by pushing burning rags through the letterbox. The fire caused £11,000 worth of damage to the ground floor of the house. Tagg pleaded guilty to harassment and arson at Preston Crown Court.

Media reports – what reports there were – regarding Tagg’s trial stated that she had developed a ‘distorted obsession’ with Ken Dodd and was a ‘psychopath’ who was sentenced to be detained indefinitely under the Mental Health Act. The journos who reported the case clearly had it down as a case of a crazed stalker who nearly murdered Dodd and Anne Jones in their beds.

I’ve taken an interest in mad stalkers ever since I found out that Dafydd, Tony Francis and the staff of Gwynedd Social Services described me as one as a result of my ‘harassment’ of them by ‘bombarding’ them with ‘voluminous correspondence’. What they didn’t tell anyone was that the ‘voluminous correspondence’ were complaints from me requesting an investigation into them and described in detail serious criminal activity on their part. I certainly did send voluminous correspondence – no-one would answer my letters, or deal with my complaints but instead they constantly threatened me or perjured themselves, so I wrote letters about that as well.

I now have documents demonstrating that whilst allegations were made about me ‘stalking’ staff of the mental health services, they were keeping a record of where I was living, where I was working, who my friends were and my future plans re work and accommodation. They were using unlawful methods to access personal information about me – including intercepting mail that had been sent to me at my workplace – and were contacting people who worked in the hospitals and universities where I was working to befriend me in order to extract information and relay it back to the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales.

It is clear now that it was me who was being stalked.

I was also told of a woman who ‘stalked’ a former employee of Gwynedd County Council – a lot of people had been told about this ‘stalker’ and her ‘harassment’ of this man. It transpired that the stalker was a woman who lived nearby whom her ‘victim’ had used sexually and the ‘stalking’ consisted of her trying to contact him. No threats, no harassment – she was trying to talk to him. So he told everyone that he was being ‘stalked’.

The police now admit that they have to take care when investigating allegations of stalking or harassment, because experience has taught them that it is sometimes those complaining of being stalked or harassed who are the ones doing the stalking or harassing.

The judge at Ruth Tagg’s trial for sentencing at Nottingham Crown Court in 2001 told Tagg that ‘you were dangerous and all too frequently a menace. You have a distorted obsession, making Ken Dodd and his partner’s lives hazardous’.

What details were reported included that Ruth ‘had tried to declare her love for the 75-year-old comedian by sending him a tapestry in his image, but it arrived back at her home with the glass front broken’. Ruth then ‘responded by bombarding Dodd and his girlfriend, Anne Jones, with cards, indecent photographs, lurid letters and bizarre packages. One parcel she sent was packed with clothes embroidered with slogans abusing Miss Jones, while another contained a dead rat sprayed with perfume’. It was alleged that Ruth had sent the items between July 2001 and May 2002, during which time she also ‘attended the entertainer’s performances and sat in prominent positions’. In Oct 2001, Tagg ‘pushed burning rags through the letter box of Dodd’s Liverpool home, causing £11,000 damage. No-one was in the house at the time’.

Ruth Tagg circulated around the criminal justice system for a considerable length of time between her arrest on suspicion of harassment and her sentencing. She was detained in psychiatric hospitals repeatedly for ‘assessment’. Which in reality means that the chances of the facts being presented in Court as to what she did do or intended to do as opposed to speculation without evidence would have declined with every detention and assessment.

Initial media reports concerning the case stated that a Dr Jacqueline Short had reported to Justice Morland at Winchester Crown Court that Ruth had a ‘complex personality disorder’, namely psychopathy. Justice Morland extended the interim hospital order already in place, adjourned that until the next hearing at Bristol Crown Court in the August, but stated that he would impose a full hospital order at Manchester Crown Court in the Sept.

Yet reports show that Ruth wasn’t sentenced until Nov 2003 – and it was at Nottingham Crown Court, not Manchester – after previously pleading guilty to harassment and arson at a hearing in Preston. So a great deal wasn’t being reported. Neither were there any more references to which Top Doctors diagnosed what in the further assessments.

The BBC report contains a few other things of interest. Firstly, a photograph of Ruth and Ken Dodd – looking very friendly as well, not at all like stalker and stalked. It was mentioned that Ruth had sent Dodd a ‘pornographic photograph’ of herself, that Ruth ‘became abusive after she felt insulted and rejected by Dodd’ and that ‘she tried to introduce herself to him at one [performance] in Somerset, but he refused, telling staff she could be a stalker’. She was finally arrested at a show on the Wirral under suspicion of harassment. It was mentioned that when her ‘campaign’ began in Jan 2001 Ruth wrote to Dodd using the pseudonym ‘Rose Price’. She later ‘started sending abusive messages to his partner’.

Peter Davies the prosecuting Counsel told the court: ‘Both Ken Dodd and his partner were disturbed by these approaches. In October of that year events took a sinister turn. It is well-known where Ken Dodd and his partner live in Knotty Ash but he also owns another property nearby which was subject of an arson attack while they were away’. Martin Picton, defending, said Tagg developed a love for Dodd, but said she was now ashamed and apologetic about her actions and was recovering from her disorder.

Whilst sentencing, Justice Morland told Ruth that ‘There is happily every indication that you are overcoming the problem [but] at present you remain a danger to the public at large and not only to Ken Dodd and his partner’.

OK. So Dodd knew the stalker well enough to have his photo taken with her. She was attending his performances around the UK – as will have numerous other people, loyal fans will have been Dodd’s bread and butter. Yet when she tried to introduce herself after one performance, he told staff that she might be a stalker. How did he know? Did he recognise her and if so what was it that concerned him? She allegedly became upset when a gift that she had sent him was returned smashed – did someone smash it deliberately and then return it or was it returned and then damaged during transit? Ruth’s ‘campaign’ seemed to have been one of behaving towards Dodd like a former partner who was angry with him – and one who was insulting the woman with whom he lived.

As for the arson attack – pushing flaming rags through letter boxes is not a good idea (I know because someone started doing it to me after I complained about the paedophiles’ friends), but whereas press reports stressing Ruth as crazed nutter described her as attempting to set fire to ‘Dodd’s home’, what she actually did was to cause criminal damage to another house owned by Dodd which was empty at the time. As for £11k worth of damage – we only have Dodd’s word for that and experimental evidence suggests that Mr Dodd wasn’t that accurate with figures. In fact experimental evidence suggests that Mr Dodd told bloody great porkies on oath when it suited him and he had the ability to persuade people charged with upholding the law to view this as entertainment.

As for Ruth being a danger to the public at large – there was no evidence of that at all. What there was evidence of was Ruth being very pissed off with Dodd and enjoying being offensive to Anne Jones.

Dr Jacqueline Short stated that Ruth was a psychopath who presented a danger to Dodd and Anne Jones. Yet Justice Morland described Ruth as ‘recovering’ from her ‘disorder’. One doesn’t recover from psychopathy – if one believes that such a thing exists, the essential element of a psychopathic disorder is that it is lifelong and not responsive to any treatment. So was Short wrong – had another Top Doctor made a different diagnosis perhaps? If so – who, when, what was it? Furthermore if Ruth was recovering and apologetic, why was she detained indefinitely?

This case has all the hallmarks of a case in which Top Doctors have been called in to shut someone up – namely Ruth.

Is it possible that Ken Dodd might have known Ruth rather better than anyone admitted? There was another snippet about Ruth’s insane behaviour before she was arrested as well – that she was attending Dodd’s performances sitting ‘in a prominent place at the front’ ‘wearing the same bright green dress’. Well there’s the mark of a psychopath. It could also have been the mark of a fan who was very, very close to Dodd and whom he would be able to spot when she was sitting in the front row wearing the special dress. But don’t tell anyone, because Anne will hit the bloody roof if she finds out….Might that also have been why Ruth’s initial correspondence to Dodd – before she got pissed off with him and Anne – was sent under a pseudonym?

Jacqueline Short – who diagnosed the dangerous Ruth as being a psychopath – has disappeared off the face of the earth. Justice Morland achieved notoriety before he presided over Ruth’s trial. In Nov 1993 Justice Morland sentenced two ten year old boys from Walton, Liverpool for the murder of toddler James Bulger. The two boys were Jon Venables and Robert Thompson. Top Doctors maintained that Robert was a psychopath, a dangerous little boy who would remain a danger into adulthood but that John Venables had been ‘led on’ by Robert and if separated from him would soon have no serious problems.

Whilst Jon Venables was in a young person’s psychiatric unit a female staff member had sex with him. After his release as a young man Venables had further brushes with the law, was found in possession of child porn, could not cope with the strain of living under a new identity and has been recalled to prison. Robert Thompson, the wicked little psychopath with the dire prognosis, has led a productive trouble-free life since being released.

Anyone feel like telling the full story about Ruth and Ken Dodd?

Ronald Waterhouse was not the only link that Ken Dodd had with north Wales. Ken was a favourite in north Wales, he turned up to places like Rhyl every summer. In 1966 Ken Dodd visited UCNW – what is now Bangor University – when that institution was firmly in the grip of the paedophiles’ friends. I’m not sure what Ken Dodd was doing visiting UCNW, but there is archive footage of it – he caused quite a stir.

When Ken Dodd died there was acres of coverage about him and his showbiz friends in the tabloids and a photo of Frank Bruno popped up with the crowd. The Frank who famously had a breakdown, was known to have been incredibly distressed whilst in the ‘care’ of the Top Doctors and who very obviously has not really ever returned to the man he used to be. And who has remained very low profile indeed despite the occasional vow to ‘fight the stigma’ or help others in the same boat. Frank Bruno was a friend of Jimmy Savile – a man whom the Top Doctors know damn well that they should never have touched with a barge-pole. The extent of Savile’s activities in the NHS and the details of those who assisted him have never been made public. Savile visited Bryn Estyn – he was present at the scene of a serious sexual assault on a boy there. Savile also used to hang out at the Queen’s Hotel in Leeds.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones used to hold ‘clinics’ at the Queen’s Hotel in Leeds.

Another well-known Liverpudlian actor who was involved with the Labour Party was Tony Booth. His daughter Cherie married a man called Tony Blair.

One of the films in which Tony Booth starred was ‘Corruption’.

Author: Sally Baker

I am a writer and a sociologist, originally from Somerset, but I’ve been based in Wales for most of my life. I had my first encounter with a mental health professional in 1984 at the age of 21. My GP described this man to my then partner – who also became a sociologist – as someone who had experienced ‘considerable success’. My meeting with this psychiatrist was a disaster and we attempted to complain about his insensitivity and highly inappropriate behaviour. That was the first time we were threatened and pressurised to withdraw a complaint against a mental health professional. This man is long dead – he was a retired psychiatrist from the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, T. Gwynne Williams, who was working shifts in the student health centre at University College of North Wales (now Bangor University). We discovered years later that this ‘successful man’ was notorious – he had been an enthusiastic lobotomist…

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A big scandal is emanating from Herefordshire Social Services. It has been admitted that numerous children were taken into ‘care’ illegally and that one child remained in care for eight years and is considered to have been ‘seriously damaged’ by his experiences. His mum did not recognise him when she passed him in the street one day. Parents who complained were told to ‘seek legal advice’. Whoever told them that will have known that the Social Services had access to their own in-house lawyers as well as to a bottomless pit to spend on external lawyers if it looked as though there was trouble coming their way. The parents will have been given legal aid for a few hours of solicitors advice and will then have had to resort to the volunteers working at the CAB.

The newly appointed Director of Children’s Wellbeing at Herefordshire has reassured us all that ‘new management’ will stop this happening again. He seems to have avoided the issue that social workers BROKE THE LAW, yet no-one has been prosecuted.

There has been years of mismanagement and problems at Herefordshire Social Services stretching back to the 1980s. Peter Righton the paedophile social work advisor who caused havoc in the 1980s lived in Herefordshire whilst he busied himself with trading in child porn and taking children on visits to Amsterdam. Herefordshire stressed that they didn’t employ him. No, they employed his colleagues and Righton traded in child porn right under their noses.

This is not a problem that can be resolved by appointing a Director of Wellbeing in Herefordshire.

Didn’t realise that as a child Ken Dodd had been a wartime evacuee to Wales … he even learned to speak Welsh there. This piece also mentions that his family had had a home there. Apparently he had good memories of his time there. I’ve never heard of his Welsh connections before … but I bet you have.

Thanks very much for this interesting link. I knew that Dodd had Welsh connections and that didn’t surprise me because although people from north Wales are often rude about scousers, there has been a long connection between the two areas. Liverpool used to be known as the capital of north Wales, there was a Welsh community in Liverpool and north Wales exported teachers to Liverpool. The National Eisteddfod went to Wales – the year that Hedd Wyn’s work won just after he’d been killed in WWI, the Eisteddfod was in Birkenhead. I had no idea that Doddy had lived in Wales as a kid and learnt Welsh though…

I found out yesterday that another famous scouser had been to boarding school in north Wales – John Peel. He went to Woodlands School at Deganwy. The John Peel who was behind the construction of the children of those who facilitated the paedophile gang into rock superstars at the time of the Waterhouse Inquiry as described in my post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’. For years John Peel was a national treasure and not considered to be the sort of idiot that the other Radio 1 DJs were – but since his death much has been revealed that suggests that Peel might have had more street cred than the others but he was nonetheless a highly exploitative man as were many of those whose careers he helped…Take a look at the old footage of the This Is Your Life starring Peel – the roll call of the stars who owe their fame and fortune to Peel is a list of those who were known to have behaved very very badly but who were never questioned under caution. David Bowie for example. I’m not so sure about his later years but when he was young, Bowie really was quite a sleaze bag…Bowie was also very good at cleaning up his image if he thought that it would lose him money – hence his sudden political U turn after that embarrassing period when he embraced facism, which is now rarely mentioned.

Yes I thought that the diddy men were a bit weird, but in a way so was Ken Dodd – his humour was children’s humour wasn’t it, young children’s humour, waving a tickling stick about and little things in fancy dress dancing.

There are two things that I did admire him for though. He was alleged to really give value for money, he went on for hours and the folk who went to see him loved it. He didn’t need to do that, he could have just done the bare minimum and buggered off.

The other time was back in the 80s when he was a judge on a talent show, a New Faces or something. All the other judges but Ken Dodd and Lynsey de Paul were so unpleasant to some of the not very good acts, quite unnecessarily. Ken Dodd and de Paul flatly refused to be insulting – they both said that just going up on stage took a great deal of guts and everyone should be given credit for that. I really did admire Ken Dodd and Lynsey de Paul for saying those things – one of the acts had been in tears after a woman called Nina Myscow or something had launched a dreadful personal attack. There was a dance troupe of young women dressed in shorts and leather boots and Nina Myscow was sneering at their ‘dated outfits’, so de Paul said that she thought the outfits were great. Myscow responded by saying ‘with legs like that?’ And de Paul just calmly said ‘yes, with legs like that’. Then Ken Dodd joined in and told the young women that they had done really well and that no-one deserved to be attacked if they were appearing on stage for the first time.
So I was a bit disappointed when I worked out that Ken might not have been a very nice bloke after all.

By the way, Carol Vorderman came from Rhyl or it might have been Prestatyn and she was there whilst the paedophile gang was causing havoc. Carol wasn’t privileged, I think her mum might have been a single parent, but Carol went to local schools, she wasn’t off in England boarding. Carol couldn’t possibly have missed the hullaballoo about a paedophile ring with connections to VIPs including the BBC…She can’t have missed Savile either.